I had been trying to avoid giving into that very temptation, but I was officially worn down.
I stared up at the clouds for a minute before closing my eyes. My legs spread as I let the memory of Leo’s tongue against mine come to me so vividly that I swore it was real/ I told myself I only opened my legs to let my clothes dry off from the creek. But as I thought about Leo’s tongue moving from my mouth, down my neck, my chest, and circling around my hardened nipples...I couldn’t help but do the same with my own hand. And I didn’t stop there.
I recalled all of Leo’s noises - his grunts of lust and longing. I remembered the look on his face when he finally slid inside of me. And as I replayed each moment of it in my mind, my fingers traveled down further until I had reached my pulsing bundle of nerves. I writhed against the grass, needing relief. I snaked my fingers underneath my clothes and finally let myself feel the satisfaction of my touch, imagining it was Leo bringing me that exquisite pleasure.
15
Leonardo
I had received word from my lawyers that they had agreed on the legal property line, and I was eager to take out one of the horses to ride the new perimeter. It was a beautiful day for a horseback ride, and I felt proud of our land and everything that went into it. Taking it all in from end to the other was a gratifying feeling - one that I very much needed after everything that had happened with Lucia.
I hadn’t been quite the same since the night I found her in the shed with Jorge. I knew Jorge and Dario were trying to get in her pants. I didn’t know she’d go along with it, even if it was just to get back at us in some way. I had wanted to think she set me apart from them, but I could now see how clearly delusional that was. It had all been a game to her.
But we were still making out pretty well with the property divide, which I told myself was all that really mattered. The only loss was the creek that the lawyers had determined fell on her side. I had spent a lot of time out there as a boy, and I hated to lose it. I especially hated to know it would soon be cut off from me entirely by a big, gaudy fence. Since the construction was still halted while everything was being finalized, I decided to go see the creek one last time...as a sort of farewell.
I had been riding for a while so I climbed off my horse and decided to walk it down to the water so it could get a drink. But as we got closer, I froze dead in my tracks at the sound of a strange noise. I thought it was maybe an animal at first, but I quickly realized it was the sound of a woman. Not just any sound...but one of distinct pleasure. I knew that low whimperish hum well.
I tied up my horse and snuck down into the bushes. What I saw on the other side of the creekbed was the most exquisite sight I had ever laid eyes on. It was Lucia. She was laid out near the water’s edge in a green dress that flowed out around her. But she had slid the straps down off of her shoulders to expose her breasts - the ones I had been craving night after night. Her legs were spread wide with her skirt bunched up around her waist.
And her fingers...my god...her fingers were stroking along her folds, sliding in and out of her slit. Even from the other side of the creek, I could see the cream glistening on her fingers as she pleasured herself. I wanted more than anything to take those fingers into my mouth and taste her again.
I was frozen at first, in shock. My heart pounded as my veins coarsed with need, and Lucia began to quicken her pace. With one hand between her legs, her other hand traveled up to grope her breasts. I nearly slipped and emerged from my hiding spot. It was ridiculous - like a call I couldn’t refuse to answer. As if I could just pop up out of nowhere and offer my assistance.
But oh how I did want to assist her. If she